The Billionaire’s Bet: A Final Game(4)

Without realizing it, my face had already inched closer to his.

“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”

His heart beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.

I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.

Dominic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.





Chapter 2




Dominic dragged me off the floor, kissing me as we walked into the elevator. He couldn’t keep his hands off me, groping my butt, and pulling up my white dress. He groaned inside my mouth when I entangled my fingers through his hair. I needed more. So much more. It was like I couldn’t get close enough. Oh, how I’d missed this.

He barely managed to push the button and never took his eyes off mine. Our lips were stuck together in an endless game of passion.

When the elevator arrived at my floor, Dominic’s strong hands guided me through the hallway. Sometimes we’d linger halfway down the hall, while he pushed me against the wall, smothering me with kisses all over my face and neck.

Fumbling with my key, I could only just open the door, before we stumbled inside. I laughed and kissed him at the same time. I’d never wanted him more in my life.

Animal like groans escaped his mouth as he gorged himself on my lips. He slammed the door behind us and pushed me farther inside, groping my butt. I could feel his cock tenting against his pants, pricking into my legs. I shivered, knowing he would be inside me again soon.

“God, Julie, I can’t keep my hands off you,” he muttered.

“Me neither, master,” I said in between kisses.

Dominic smiled. “I’ve missed you calling me that.”

Then he zipped down my dress. In one go he ripped it down to the floor.

“You look amazing as ever,” he said, biting his lip. His hands were on me like he hadn’t touched me in years, fondling with every part of my body he could reach. His index fingers hooked underneath my bra and pulled it down, letting my breasts spill out. He cupped them, massaging them between his hands, then circled around my areolas, making me moan.

He leaned forward and left kisses on my nipples, gently nipping and sucking them. My hands went to his hair, I couldn’t help grasp for him.

“Oh …” I whispered as his tongue flicked back and forth over my stiffened nipples.

Suddenly he picked me up from the floor. I squealed from the surprise, and he put me down on the bed. He took off my shoes one by one and nudged my legs apart. He dove between them and nuzzled my sex. His warm breath was titillating and sent shocks through my body.

He left tiny pecks on my vulva, trailing up toward the rim of my panties. With his teeth he ripped down the cotton.

“Hmm …” he said. “I can’t resist you at all. Your taste, your smell.”

His head sank between my legs, and he kissed my exposed labia. He licked and gently sucked on me like he enjoyed the taste. His hands rested on my knees, and I could feel him squeeze, his fingers digging into my skin as his licks became more fervent. I moaned, and it only seemed to make him more rabid.

Then he pushed himself up, and I could clearly see the bulge in his pants. He undid his tie, but let it hang from his neck, while he zipped open his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then he removed his boxers, letting his cock tip over the cotton rim. That bobbing made me want to lick him so badly.

“You want me, Julie. I can see it in your eyes. That same hunger that’s inside me. That carnal need. I’ll make you scream my name.”